Tales of a super awesome husband

THE tickets!

As you've probably noticed by now, I pretty much think my husband is the greatest person ever — because he is. However, for Christmas he multiplied that "greatest person ever" thing by a million. You see, though he is fantastic, he is the least cultured person in the world. He would sit through an old football game for the 90th time (here's looking at you John Beck, BYU v. U of U) then go see anything mildly artistic unless it was a concert for one of his no-name bands.

Trying the new Baja Freeze.
Slurpees are still better.

Knowing this fact, you are probably just as surprised as me to discover that for Christmas he SURPRISED me with Jenny Oaks Baker concert tickets. That's right — I didn't even know about the concert. He did it all on his own.

Again, my husband is the greatest person ever.

Anyway, we started out the date in true McCoy fashion — a super fancy dinner at our all time fav... Taco Bell. I'm not kidding though, Taco Bell is seriously one of my favorite places to go eat. I remember someone telling Garrett when we were dating that he had to take me out on nice dates that didn't consist of cheap places like Taco Bell. This seriously concerned me — most of the time we went there because I begged. Luckily, the guy didn't seem to persuade Garrett too much — it was a dating favorite.

The seats... for snuggling

Anyway, I digress. After our super fancy T-Bell run, we got to the theater. I was beyond excited! Garrett had gotten us these cool seats that were like love seats, so we didn't have to be separated by the arm rest — I know, I know, I'm pathetic.

And as for the concert... Amazing, incredible, fantastic. I couldn't stop smiling and I can't believe how talented Jenny Oaks Baker is. It almost makes me want to pull out my violin and practice, but I'm too tired now with all the preggers madness. One day, one day.

We blame this terrible photo on
the lighting, but still cute!

Oh, and did I mention I got her autograph? Yeah, I'm that cool.

Jenny and me!
And that's her autograph I'm clutching.

Karl Malone!!!!!

No, I'm not actually celebrating the basketball player with my title. Just the fact that I'm 32 weeks along. (He was number 32 when he played with the Jazz and my mother taught me that 8x4=32 by yelling "Kaaaaaarl Maaaaalooooone!!!" across the kitchen anytime anyone quizzed me on 8x4)

Anyway, I'm starting to get more comfortable with my ever expanding body now that I feel like I actually look pregnant, and not like I just ate an extra burrito. So, in celebration of 32 weeks, here's a bump shot!

(I must admit, this is also partially because I like my outfit)

Anyway, Garrett and I are super excited to be inviting a new member into our family in somewhere around 8 weeks. It's crazy how our lives are going to change, but it will such an amazing adventure. And I know I can do anything as long as I have Garrett by my side.

30 weeks — and so much more

I thought that was the best day of my life,
but it's gotten better ever since.

30 weeks. 210 days behind us. 70 days ahead of us.

I know 70 days is a lot, but in just 70 days the life Garrett and I know will be changed forever. 

I hope it's kind of like when we got married. You see, when I married Garrett my life completely changed, but I don't yearn for my pre-Garrett life. Not even a little bit. It's not that I didn't love my single years, but my life has so much more meaning, so much more purpose, with my wonderful husband by my side. 

I hope that's how I feel when Eli gets here.

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In other news, besides today marking the wonderful birthday of my equally wonderful sister, Kendell, the baptism of my father and the subsequent sealing of my parents and older siblings in the Mesa Arizona Temple, today is the day Garrett and I kissed for the first time — in fact, it marks the day I kissed anyone for the first time :P

So, in celebration, here are some sappy pictures of all those wonderful things.

Today is this girl's birthday.
She's pretty awesome. Just so you know.

This is their wedding, not their sealing,
but it was the first step in getting there.

This was long after our first kiss... well, not too long,
but we were engaged by now... and at a Braves game in L.A.
Have I mentioned that I definitely married way out of my league?

The Mystery Bellybutton

Okay. Please pardon me a moment while I tell you a weird preggers moment I've been having. I don't recognize my bellybutton! I mean, obviously it's mine, but it's starting to get shallower and shallower. I don't think it's close to popping or anything, but it's slightly strange to see it change. (that kind of rhymed)

I'd show you a picture, but it wouldn't have the same impact. You have no idea what my bellybutton looked like before.

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Anyway, Christmas was amazing, as was New Years. We were in Heber this time, so we both worked the whole break, but it was still fun to see family and what not.

Since I'm terrible at documenting our lives, here's the one picture I have of us over the holidays. We were at a lunch after my sister's baby was blessed.

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As for baby Eli, he's growing strong and giving me a bump. Due to my personal insecurities (I know, lame) we haven't taken a single picture of my bump. Maybe next time — or when I no longer have the energy to beat my sister off with a stick. Until then, trust me when I say I'm growing.

Anyway, Happy New Year from the McCoy Family :D

It's a...

Some of you already know, but I wanted to make sure before we posted it to the eternal internet.

I'm 19 weeks along today and Garrett and I just got a chance to see the gender. I know you all are anxiously awaiting what it could be, so I'll tell you ;)

Garrett and I are expecting... a Boy!

We're both really excited, especially because I had to get an ultrasound at 14 weeks and they told us they thought it was a boy then.

The pregnancy is going really well. I'm just starting to show a little bit and, though I'm struggling with the fact that I'll be gaining a lot weight and losing my figure, it's good to know the baby is healthy.

Well, who doesn't love baby pictures? Here's a few of our little alien (who is the size of a mango right now).

Here's our baby at 14 weeks:

 

And here he is at 19 weeks:

Sorry, they aren't the best photos in the world, but I thought I'd show off the alien. My favorite is the fourth one of him at 19 weeks — you can see his rib cage and I think that's super cool.

I don't feel super pregnant (as in, there are times I forget that I'm even growing a baby), so it was nice to be able to see him again. 

Well, that's all I can think of — here's Garrett's chance to breed a footballer :P